Brett pov
He didn't show his face back in the bar that evening. Grace kept looking, eyes flitting to the doorway at every sign of movement. Only a short time ago that would have grated me to my core, but not now.
Brett pov
He didn't show his face back in the bar that evening. Grace kept looking, eyes flitting to the doorway at every sign of movement. Only a short time ago that would have grated me to my core, but not now.
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